Love Over Envy: BWWM Pregnancy Romance Novel (7 page)

Genevieve needed to fix this fast. Not only did her boss want her to send the proper article, he demanded a written apology and an explanation. Otherwise, Genevieve would lose her job. Genevieve was primed for an apology, but an explanation? How on earth could she explain this when she didn’t even understand it herself? Genevieve couldn’t believe this was happening. If this went really wrong, she could even lose this job.

“I’m sorry Sam… Something really became up at work and I need you to leave,” Genevieve said.

Sam was absolutely stunned at the sudden turn. If he had to be honest with himself, he expected Genevieve to invite him to stay the night. They just had an amazing date followed by amazing sex. And now, she was going to kick him out? Sam was confused. He thought Genevieve was into him and he didn’t understand why she couldn’t explain what was going on. Of course, Genevieve was much too embarrassed to explain it to she felt it was easier to just kick Sam to the curb. Who wants to tell their date that their nudes got leaked to their boss?

After a hasty goodbye, she kissed Sam on the lips and closed the door to her apartment locking it behind her. Sam was confused but he had no choice but to return home. Meanwhile, Genevieve had big problems on her hands and she had to fix them fast. If she was left with no job, there wasn’t much she could do except return South. And that was the last thing she wanted to do. She had dreams. She had things she wanted to accomplish in the city.

This would only be a setback… But it was a big one. Genevieve was starting to realize that she had enemies, or at least one enemy who was willing to go above and beyond to destroy her. She knew she had to tell Greta what was going on. Obviously, someone had hacked her email account and gotten to the email that Greta had sent…

Genevieve thought the Greta would know exactly what to do about this.
She could probably help me figure out who did this within a week.
Genevieve thought.

Relief washed over Genevieve when Greta agreed to come over in the dead of night and help her fix the article. Greta seemed equally confused as to how this had happened, adding to her credence in Genevieve’s mind. She swore up and down that she’d sent their boss the corrected article; Genevieve had no reason to doubt her too. If Greta had done this, why would Greta have agreed to help her fix the article? Genevieve waited anxiously for Greta to show up at her apartment.

Greta let herself in (she was the only person who had a key to the place.) She gave Genevieve a big hug.

“I can’t believe this happened to you Gen… We’ll stay up all night. You can explain this and it’ll all be fixed! You can’t be worried about this… It’ll go away,” Greta said as she held Genevieve close. She even kissed Genevieve’s forehead in hopes that it would calm her down.

Genevieve trusted Greta. She saw that Greta was right. This could all be fixed. They ordered two servings of Thai food for delivery and then got to work. There was no way they would be done before the sun came up. This type of mistake would take hours and hours to fix. What’s worse, Genevieve knew she wouldn’t be able to call in sick to work the next day. This was her mess to clean up. How could anyone do this to her? Genevieve tried her best to hold back tears. Crying wouldn’t help in a situation like this.

As they worked, Greta used the opportunity to fish for a little more information about Genevieve’s date. She was still hiding the fact that she was furious Genevieve went out while she was home alone. Greta wanted to get a little more insight into what kind of man could have possibly gone out with Genevieve. Greta had guessed that it was Sam but she wanted to be sure, not to mention, she wanted to get a glimpse of this man’s character.

“So… Who did you go out with,” Greta asked as she chowed down on some Pad Thai. Genevieve took a bite out of her spicy Thai dish before she replied. She needed just a moment to think about how to explain this all to her best friend.

Genevieve was also a bit reluctant to answer. She hadn’t really thought about Sam since she ushered him out of her apartment. It couldn’t have been more than one or two hours ago but it felt like ages had passed. But now that she thought back on it, she didn’t
love
the way things had ended between them. She hadn’t even explained properly to Sam what was going on. Her reaction must have seemed cold to him.

“Oh… You’ll think it’s crazy but I totally went on a date with that white guy from the salsa club,” Genevieve said.

She didn’t think Greta would even remember who that was.

Genevieve couldn’t see it, but Greta’s demeanor had changed once she had her proof. Greta couldn’t wrap her mind around the fact that Genevieve had gone out with Sam.
That
was the guy she had been ditched for?! Greta was appalled. She had been determined to get a chance with Sam and this whole time her “best friend” Genevieve had secretly gone behind her back to get that chance. She didn’t think Genevieve even deserved it. Greta had come so close to getting a chance with Sam and she had been thwarted. Greta knew she had to double down on her opposition to Genevieve. She just needed to wait for the right time.

Greta tried to save face before Genevieve noticed how the news had soured her. “Wow! I hope you had a good time sweetie. You know how rare it is that white guys will… Well… It’s rare they go for black girls so I guess you’re really lucky,” Greta said.

She flashed a wide smile that successfully camouflaged the shadiness of her comment.

Genevieve was too engrossed in her work to really notice what Greta had said. The two worked diligently with each other for the next four hours. Writing. Editing. Scrapping. Writing. Editing again. By then, the article was brand new and Greta had helped Genevieve craft the perfect apology and explanation to their boss. By the time the article and apology were both sent, Genevieve and Greta were prepared to just pass out on the couch. Exhaustion had set in; both women knew the next day would be even worse. Genevieve invited Greta to stay the night, but she declined the offer.

“I think I’ll just go home… You know… It’s so hard for me to sleep when I’m not in my own bed,” Greta said before she left the apartment.

The two women parted ways. As Greta walked through the streets to her own apartment, she pulled out her phone. Few women would pause to make a phone call in the middle of a dark street. Greta was one of the few beautiful, young and single women who wasn’t afraid of the city after dark. To her, the darkness and the shadows were comforting. She knew there were other people just like her wandering the streets. There were people who didn’t fit in with the blinding light of day time. Greta felt like she belonged in the shadows… Even if she faked fitting in with “regular people”, she knew that she never would. In the late night, she could be her true self.

So before arriving home, Greta took a break from her commute to sit at an empty bus stand. She pulled out her phone and made a phone call, blocking caller ID so the recipient of this phone call would have no idea where it came from. She had a plan that she was putting into motion immediately.

Sam’s phone was ringing off the hook as he sat in the penthouse. He couldn’t sleep after his date. Genevieve was everything… At first. Sam really thought he had found a decent woman in this city full of abusers and crazies. His wheels were still spinning and he couldn’t get over how abruptly the whole thing had ended. Sam wasn’t used to being the guy who was kicked out mere moments after a sexual encounter...

Who could be calling him at such a late hour? 

When Sam picked up the phone; he barely recognized the voice. This night was getting more and more bizarre.

“Hey Sam, It’s Genevieve,” Greta lied. She was shaking like a leaf from the cold but she was determined to have her way even if it meant nearly freezing. Impersonating Genevieve wasn’t something that Greta was opposed to if she got the result she wanted.

This phone call would give her the exact information that she needed...

Sam thought something about Genevieve’s voice sounded off. Plus, why was she calling him from a private number? Sam didn’t want to sound overly suspicious, so he said nothing. He was just happy to have Genevieve get in touch with him. Perhaps their abruptly ended night could end on a better note. He hated to sleep with a woman and dash out like that. Sam didn’t see himself as that kind of guy.

“Hey Genevieve… I’m sorry about how tonight ended. Is everything alright?” Sam asked.

Greta continued, “Yes of course! Everything’s fine. It’s all blown over. Actually… I was thinking that we could finish what we started earlier. I’ll come over… I just need to know where exactly I’m going.”

Sam replied with his address. He was eager to do so for a chance to see Genevieve again. When he hung up he was on edge. Sure, it was almost the next day already but he could certainly use a little more of Genevieve before going into work. He’d pulled all nighters for less impressive women in his past. Sam fixed himself up and tried to tidy up the giant bachelor pad before Genevieve arrived. He couldn’t believe how he felt, but his heart was thumping in his chest just from the idea of seeing her. Their date had ended too quickly and this was a chance to fix things.

As Sam waited for a date who would never come, Greta continued on her walk home. Now that she had Sam’s address she was absolutely gleeful and she wanted to celebrate with the one person who always had her back… Erwin. Using that address would come later.

Erwin might have been a pitiful fool but at the very least he was a good time and he knew how to celebrate. Greta texted Erwin to meet her back at her place… She had a grand old time planned for the rest of the evening. Greta knew she wouldn’t bother going into work the next day.

Once Greta arrived at her place, Erwin was sitting on her stoop like a lost puppy.

“Greta! You said you had something to talk about so I came over right away,” Erwin said hopefully. He didn’t seem to mind the fact that Greta had rushed him over just for him to sit in the freezing cold waiting for her.

Greta was thrilled to see Erwin. She had a lot to get off her chest. She let them both into her apartment (paid for by her European parents). Once they were in the door, she sat Erwin down with a full glass of Merlot.

“Erwin babes, you know know how you’re my biggest confidante right?” Greta began.

Erwin nodded proudly.

“Great. Well I have a confession to make. My work friend… Genevieve… She’s after this guy that I absolutely adore. No offense darling. You know we’re just friends. But anyways… Genevieve actually went on a date with him and I’m pissed off. I need to put an end to their little relationship. It’s just wrong,” Greta lamented.

Erwin understood Greta perfectly. She was right… She did deserve the best. Erwin just wished he could be the one to give it to her. Ah well. All he had to do was at least acknowledge he was blessed to be near her.

Erwin listened to Greta ramble on for thirty or forty more minutes. He admired how devious she was. Greta spilled her entire plan from start to finish to Erwin. He inched closer and closer to Greta on the couch. By the time Greta finished her rant, Erwin’s hand was rested right on her thigh close to her private areas. Greta looked at him; Erwin was staring at her with his big puppy dog eyes.
Fine. I’ll throw you a bone.
Greta thought to herself. She leaned over and kissed Erwin on the lips.

Erwin was a patently awful kisser. He opened his mouth wide and stuck his tongue out like a lizard, licking all over Greta’s face. Ugh. She held him close and tried to pull Erwin off her mouth as much as possible. While he could certainly be passionate, Greta wished Erwin were a little bit more skilled. No matter… He didn’t need skill for what she was about to do. Greta lowered herself off the couch on her knees between Erwin’s legs. She could already see his cock straining through his pants. Greta licked her lips greedily. If there was one way she loved to celebrate, it was surprising some lucky man with a nice blowjob.

Greta unzipped Erwin’s pants and was presented with his massive cock. Yes, despite Erwin’s weak mindedness, he still had an impressive member. He was already hard. Just the idea of Greta wrapping her mouth around his cock was enough to rile him up beyond belief. How could a man so thin have such a big dick? Erwin moaned as Greta took him deep into her mouth. She pulled all of Erwin’s eight inches into her mouth and held him deep down her throat. Erwin gasped as Greta deep throated him and he threw his head back. He always reaped so many rewards from visiting Greta.

Greta began to bob her head up and down as she pleasured Erwin. She ran her tongue along the sides of his shaft. Erwin grunted and grabbed onto Greta’s lush red hair as she continued to take him deep into her mouth. Greta nearly choked on Erwin’s length as she pushed him deeper and deeper down her throat. She loved doing this. It was a simple act but from this position on her knees she could get so much control over men. All of them were the same. Once a woman opened her mouth for them, they thought they had all the power. But Greta knew exactly where the power lay and she knew exactly what to do with it.

Greta sucked with all the vigor she could muster until she felt Erwin was close to cumming. Erwin’s cock stiffened in her mouth and before she knew it he let out a little whimper and erupted in her mouth. Greta swallowed every drop of course; even if Erwin’s spunk was a little funky, she knew it would offend him if he didn’t drink every last drop. Once Greta stood up, Erwin shoved his dick back into his pants. He was beyond satisfied. He could always count on Greta to treat him right like this.

Greta curled up next to Erwin on the couch. She wanted to pass out with her head resting in his lap. Giving a blowjob was a lot of work and Greta’s wheels needed to be spinning on more important issues. She needed to tackle her little issue with Genevieve and Sam. Greta didn’t care about either of them; to her Sam was a mere conquest. Genevieve was more like an object standing in the way of that conquest.

Greta had a serious problem with devaluing the lives of people around her. No one in her life knew quite how serious it was and more people were lucky that they never had to find out. Erwin stroked her red hair until she fell asleep.

The rest of the night, Sam stayed up waiting for Genevieve to arrive but she never showed up. He was pissed off and offended. He thought he had clicked with this woman! There was something special about her from that night at the salsa club. But it was getting increasingly clear to Sam that she had just used him. Sam was dejected when the sun rose early that morning. He found Genevieve’s number in his phone and deleted it.